(A/N:
Before I start I would like it if you would give me some tips and other stuff about my writing, but don't be to mean I have I heart that is fragile.
Oh and the picture is of the main character and his friends, from left to right is, Jim, Billy, Bobby and Sam.
Enjoy!)
"Hey, Jim come sit with us!"
"Yeah, come over here."
"No Jim come sit with us!"
I look around at all my classmates faces to see them all desperately wanting me to sit with them. But why? I wasn't popular. I didn't make sense.
I sigh and shake my head as I go to my usually lunch table where my friends, Billy, Bobby, and Sam are seated. My real friends, the ones I do everything with.
Before I go on any further I might as well tell you a bit about my self and my friends. If you didn't already know I am a guy with short spiky dirty blonde hair. I have dark blue eyes, and I am 5'8. I like any sports, action video games, action movies, and I love animals.
Now let me tell you about my friends. First lets start with Billy and Bobby. Now these to are twin boys, they have been in my class since kindergarten. They do everything together, and I mean everything. They also look exactly the same. They both have brown hair that is parted either on the left or right, they both have brown eyes and they are 5'3. They like the same stuff as me except the sports. Oh but they have very different personalities, Bobby is very loud, while Billy is quiet.
Last is Sam. Sigh, the wonderful Sam. The light in my darkness. I mean, never mind. She has long blonde hair that flows in the wind and shines in the sunlight, she has vibrant blue eyes, and she has tons of freckles and braces. She is 5'4 and loves sports, video games, pizza, movies, animals and so much more. I could go on and on and on. Sigh, shes wonderful.
Anyway I'll get back to the main story at hand.
As I walk towards my group of friends I can see the disappointed faces of my classmates through the corner of my eye. I hate doing this but why would I sit with people I don't even like.
Once I got to the table I smile at my friends as I sit down between Sam and Bobby.
"Man, math class really sucked" Billy and Bobby said in unison.
"Yeah it did, I hate are math teacher." I said opening my lunch and taking out my sandwich.
"She gives out way to much home work!" Sam shouted as she dug into her sandwich as well.
We talked and cracked some jokes throughout the lunch hour. As I reach down to grab my granola bar the lights start to flicker. I start hearing girls screaming and other kids questioning what the hell was going on. The lights stopped flicker and it was pitch black. I could feel a hand clutch onto my shirt.
"Hello kids,"
(A/N:
I hope you enjoyed the first part to my new book!😃💩
Hope you like my little sketch of the main character and his friends.)
YOU ARE READING
Who did it?
Mystery / ThrillerIt was an ordinary lunch hour for the class of 6B. That was until IT happened. The screams started erupting from the children's throats. Chairs, desks, binders, lunches, thrown in the air in desperate need to find THEM. The granola bars. All gone...